Poisoned Honor
A RANMA 1/2 FAN FICTION
BY WILLIAM O'HALLORAN
AKA Nuki Mouse
Authors notes: This is a story based on characters owned and copy righted by Takahashi Rumiko and VIZ Communications. I wrote this story for entertainment purposes only and have not received any money for it, nor will I attempt to.
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A warning to anybody reading this story, it is somewhat dark, it is also lime flavored, but not really a lemon. Sexual content is limited to only that which is needed to tell the story. This is not meant to be a pornographic story.
INTRO TO STORY
Where Am I? thought a wondering Kami to himself, as he slowly opened himself up to the temporal and spiritual energies of the area.
This is Nerima? the guardian spirit wondered. Centuries before, this "village" had been his birthplace, now it was just a small part of a great city, a Tokyo so different from any place he had known in life. He didn't know what had drawn him here, just an overwhelming compulsion that he had to answer, that he had to follow. As he floated over the ward, the force that drew him seem to come from below, near a bridge over a small river or canal. There huddled in the shadows was a small red hair boy, --no GIRL?
This is strange, almost unheard of thought the Kami. He was a Guardian Spirit, a Kami, promoted from the ranks of samurai, after dying a needless death defending his master's honor. Now 'he' was a clan protector and normally should not answer a call from a mere 'female', but only by a clan head or great warrior, yet it WAS this 'female' that drew him. As he floated above her, he was shocked by HER(?) Chi aura. Not only was it the strongest he had ever seen, it was also most definitely MALE.
He watched the figure as she steeled herself and slowly drew a tanto from its scabbard. The razor sharp knife silently slid out with only the whisper of a metallic 'ping'. As a samurai in life and now a Guardian Kami in death, he had witnessed, and seconded, many acts of honor and atonement, but he knew that this act of seppuku was totally needless. He was being given a chance to redeem his own needless death by preventing another's.
Part One: Early Morning at the Tendo's
Ranma had been troubled by strange dreams before, but never as many or as weird as lately. Ranma had finally had it with his tangled love life and decided to somehow break his engagements with his unwanted fiancees, but without having to hurting them anymore than what was necessary. The stress this dilemma evoked in him, along with Akane's cooking the night before, had brought on another series of these nightmares.
This night Ranma was also alone for once, without the usual company of his Pop, with whom he shared the Tendos' guestroom. Genma Saotome and Soun Tendo, the masters of Musa Bestu Kakuto Ryuu, the "Anything Goes School of Un-armed Fighting", and the fathers of Ranma and Akane, had decided to go on a 'Training Trip' to a rival dojo, located in a nearby town. This dojo just happen to be hosting a martial arts demonstration AND a shogi tournament, with free food and sakè to all the players! Unable to turn down the challenge to defend their own school's honor, and to steal... er... umm... adapt some of the rival dojo's techniques, they were also ready to demonstrate their prowess at shogi, not to mention getting drunk for free! Not due back to the next day, this left Ranma without his main defense against his bad dreams, since Pop would grunt, groan, and then kick Ranma awake if his dreams became too intense. (ie they woke him up)
Unfortunately for Ranma, the absence of Genma had also been noticed by someone who had it in her power to make his worst dreams come true. Slowly the window of his room opened, and a stealthy form crept in. It quietly check out the room, confirming that they were indeed alone. The form quickly shed it's clothes to reveal a lavender haired girl. She quickly removed two small potion bottles from a belt pouch and drank one, gagging slightly at the bitter taste. Ranma suddenly stirred at the slight noise, and she froze, but he remained asleep. She then approached the sleeping boy and slowly poured the contents of the other potion bottle into Ranma's slightly open mouth.
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His latest nightmare began with just a sensation of movement around him, as if a ghost was in the room, watching him. Then there was a sweet yet somewhat vile taste in his mouth and the feeling of a sticky, greasy liquid on his lips, running into his mouth, and he instinctively took a swallow to clear his throat.
Something was WRONG! His dreams had abruptly changed, as if someone had changed a TV channel in his mind! Suddenly, they had turned erotic, and he seemed to feel ghost hands run across his body, pulling his clothes away and he was lost in a flood of passion, as feelings of heat, desire, and ardor raced through his body, clouding his mind with visions of his kawaiikunee fiancee's nude body.
How could I've ever called her un-cute or sexless? He thought, as he seemed to feel her very body lying on top of him, and tried to reach out reached out and embrace her. At first he thought it was just another strange erotic dream, like the others that had plagued his sleep since he declared his one love and TRUE fiancee. But it was not a happy dream, it was really a nightmare, and as his eyes opened it got a whole lot worst.
"Lay still Airen, I be good you!" whispered Shampoo, in her broken Japanese, as she saw her soon to be husband's eyes flutter open, and his body froze in shock. The nude Chinese girl was lying on top of Ranma, straddling him as he laid on his futon, while she prepared to consummate her 'Marriage' to him.
NO! Not Her! She ain't my beloved tomboy! Ranma thought, groggily. He tried to resist, to turn away, but it was fruitless as his own body was betraying him! His hands, rather than pushing Shampoo away, were actually pulling her closer. Ranma's strength seamed to slip away, his vision became fogged and distorted and his mind was as confused as his body, filled with wild waves of desire and flashes of passion that were continuing to strengthen and were quickly starting to overwhelming him.
"No" he finally managed to gasp out, as even his voice seem to betray him.
"SSHHH!" came from Shampoo, in a low voice. "You no want violent kitchen destroyer hear!" she said as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. Ranma managed to turn his head and break off the kiss, as memories of his true love managed to push their way in to his befuddled mind, somehow giving him the strength to try to resist the Amazon.
"Stop! NO! I Don't, ---NOT YOU! AKANE!" a desperate Ranma tried to cry out, but he couldn't stop his body from responding to the girl. He suddenly wanted to have sex, badly.
Shampoo viciously clamped her hand across his mouth, but the sudden, violent act seemed to spark a flame of resistance inside Ranma, and he bit down HARD on Shampoo's offending hand.
"AYEEE!" A wounded Shampoo screamed out, as she pulled back her bloody hand, finding a deep bite on her middle finger, almost to the bone. Knowing that after that yell, she may be discovered at any moment, she reached down with the same bloody hand to grip Ranma's manhood, trying to "insert" him within her body.
Wham! With a crash, the guestroom door was flung open and standing there was Akane, flanked by her two older sisters.
The sight before Akane was beyond her understanding. Here was the man she loved, her fiancé, in bed with another woman! The obvious state of his arousal, along with the nude body of the Chinese Amazon trying to "straddle" him, made it quite clear to Akane precisely what was going on. As she stood there in shock, she watched as Shampoo released her hold on Ranma's "manhood", and saw the blood all over IT, Shampoo's hand, and her groin area and knew that Ranma had utterly betrayed her, and must have just taken Shampoo's virginity. She went white as a sheet as her blood drained from her face, and she swayed for a moment before falling listlessly into the arms of her sister, Kasumi.
"Oh! My! OH! MY!" Was all a shocked Kasumi could say, repeating it over and over, as she dragged her younger sister into her nearby bedroom.
Nabiki's face turned bright red, not from a blush, but with anger! Her eyes squinting almost shut and a hiss of rage, like escaping steam, passed her lips. She quickly turned and seemed to follow her sisters down the hall, but instead slipped into the bath.
Ranma's vision had cleared somewhat as he witnessed his fiancee's collapse, and a weird mixture of emotions washed over him. When he first saw Akane there came a wave sexual desire for her so intense it momentarily drove all other thoughts from his mind, then, as he watched her go limp, one of worry and remorse crashed their way into his mind, followed by a third wave of guilt and regret for the pain he had just caused her. But the strongest emotional wave of all was the almost uncontrollable need to "have" her, to "join" with her. This is what finally drove any passion he had for Shampoo from him, and replaced it with a cold rage.
"You damned slut!" he yelled at Shampoo, as he strangled to throw the girl off of him. "I hate you, you gaijin bitch!"
With that, Nabiki emerged from the bath, armed with a wash bucket full of cold water, which she spun like an olympic hammer thrower and let it fly with a cry! "This should cool you off, Ranma! Have fun with your new pussy!"
The bucket struck Shampoo squarely on her head, and water cascaded all over the pair. In moments, a naked female Ranma was flailing her arms in the air, crying out "Get away! Get away!" to the limp form of Neko-Shampoo, lying on her chest. With a swipe of his arm, Ranma managed to fling the cat away from him, then rolled over and fell out of her bed as she tried to escape from her cat fear
Shampoo landed against the wall near Nabiki, who added a quick kick to the limp feline form. She retrieved the now empty wash bucket and placed it upside down over the cat and sat on it. Nabiki quickly looked around and spotted several heavy books to set on top of Shampoo's impromptu prison. Nabiki rose from the bucket and quickly darted over and retrieved the books and used THEM to weigh down the bucket. You're not escaping that easily, you Chinese hussy fumed Nabiki I'll make sure YOU pay for this! she thought, wondering just how much it would cost to neuter a cat.
Nabiki then spun around to face Ranma, who was now cowering in the far corner, her legs drawn up into a fetal position, muttering "C--ca--caat! Ca-- ca --cat!" to herself.
"Well, Ranma, I hope that you had your fun! Now GET OUT!" Screamed the irate Nabiki as she stalked the girl in the corner.
Ranma eyes refocused and saw the incensed girl approaching her. Na... Na... Nabiki! Sst... stop... I din't...! she tried to say but couldn't force the words out. "It din't happen," finally whispered the remorseful Ranma, "It really din't happen, I din't do IT!"
"Didn't happen? DIDN'T HAPPEN!" yelled back Nabiki. "You were caught red handed in the act of SCREWING HER!" roared Nabiki, forgetting that she actually didn't really see them 'coupled'. "Shampoo's blood from her lost virginity was all over you!" declared the enraged sister, as she loomed over the frighten girl and reached down, grabbing Ranma-chan by the hair and glared into her eyes "Do you think we are all STUPID!"
"No, it was her hand! I BIT it, not THAT! We din't do it. It din't happen" but Ranma also knew, deep in her own soul, that if 'he'. and Shampoo had been left alone just seconds longer, 'HE' would have done IT ....! The guilt and despair from her actions again filled her mind at the thought how she had almost betrayed her beloved Akane.
"She's my TRUE fiancee." Ranma stated in an almost flat, emotionless voice. I must go ta her, explain it ta her! We want each other, we need each other! .....my sexy fiancee...
"Your 'TRUE FIANCEE!" Spat Nabiki, as she let fly a kick at Ranma-chan's exposed side. To her amazement, the girl made no attempt to block, evade, or even brace for the blow.
"UMPH" Escaped from the lips of Ranma, as Nabiki's foot sank in deep, just above her kidney and she rolled over, clutching her side in agony.
"And just what is Shampoo? Your concubine? Are you screwing Ukyou, too? What are they, members of your own little private harem?" demanded Nabiki as she fought back the urge to kick the prostrate girl in the face.
"Akane should have been your only FIANCEE or GIRLFRIEND all along, you bastard! I always knew you could be a stupid insensitive baka, but even I thought that YOU wouldn't have the gall to screw Shampoo in our very own HOME!" fumed the infuriated Nabiki. "And for the record, Ranma, neither Akane, Kasumi, OR me will ever be your fiancee, again! I'll make sure of THAT!".
With that said, Nabiki rushed out of the room and headed down the hall towards Akane's room. She opened the door slowly, and peered in. Kasumi was sitting on the corner of the futon, cradling a sobbing Akane in her arms and slowly rocking her back and forth, while whispering low, almost inaudible words of comfort. "There, there, it's ok, it's alright" reassured Kasumi, as she looked up at Nabiki. Their eyes locked and in a flash, a shared, unspoken thought passed between the two older sisters. He will pay for this.
Ranma-chan laid in the corner of the guest room, still clutching her bruised side. The faint sounds of crying, and a quiet motherly voice of Kasumi, came from down the hall. Akane crying! Ranma-chan instinctively knew, with a heartbreaking pang of remorse, as she rolled over and staggered to her feet, heading for Akane's room. She needs me, I need her, I want her, she wants me! echoed in her mind as desire, passion, and actual lust again returned at the thought of her fiancee.
As Ranma-chan passed the door to the bath, she suddenly felt dirty and foul, and remembered her current gender. Male, I must be male again, Akane will want that! Then...., then we can screw?!.... I know she wants it.
This somehow seemed wrong to Ranma, but the confused girl just shook her head, as a sinister circular logic took hold. These thoughts, ideas, why now? Are they RIGHT? I love her, I want ta... she loves me... she MUST want ta... YES!
She quietly slipped into the tub and ran the water to rinse her body. The thoughts 'I must hurry, I must go ta Akane, she needs me! She WANTS me!' still ringing in her mind, but also with it was the idea that somehow the removal of Shampoo's blood and sweat from their abortive encounter would appease her fiancee's sorrow. Suddenly Ranma stood bolt upright as the tap water turned hot and the change took place. Now male once more, the desire to be with Akane was still there but far overshadowed by the extreme lust and passion to have sex with her. I must tell her! Make her believe me, she'll believe me! She wants me! I know it!
As he approached the door, he was confronted by the sight of Nabiki's shapely backside while she peered into Akane's room. The strange feelings that tormented him overrode all reason as he could not help but admire Nabiki's slim waist and firm rear. Coming from behind he glombed onto Nabiki's body, one hand gripping her bottom the other hooking around to her ample bosom, while he wildly kissed the side of her neck, his breath blowing hotly across Nabiki's face, still tainted with a foul, sweet/sour odor.
"ETCHI! You hentai bastard! don't even try to add me to your 'harem', I'll cut your balls off!" Screamed a thoroughly pissed off Nabiki, as she gripped his arm and dropped her shoulder in a classic judo throw that tossed the surprised Ranma into Akane's room.
Ranma's skills as a martial artist seemed to have abandon him, as he couldn't even fall, tuck, and roll properly, and ending up sprawled on the floor in front of the reclined Akane.
With a cry of "PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" Ranma leaped to his feet, and threw himself on top of Akane, pressing her back into Kasumi, while slipping his hands under Akane's nightshirt to cup her breasts, and planting a kiss fully on her lips. The only thoughts in Ranma's head was that this was the one he needed to please, that he MUST please! This is his TRUE fiancee, the one he most craved and desired. With this Ranma moved his right hand down to Akane's crotch, pulling and ripping at her panties while trying to bring his own groin and aroused manhood up against Akane's.
Akane tried to struggle but it was of no use, pressed between Ranma and Kasumi, the shock of the moment robbed her of all strength. The hands, the body of the person she thought loved her now felt evil and brutal, and his lips had a disgusting sweet-foul taste to them. Her body was unable to resist as her legs were spread wide and Ranma worked his manhood towards Akane's most cherished possession.
He's raping me! He's going to take me! A despairing Akane knew. Won't someone stop this? she wished, as Ranma weight helped press home his offending manhood.
Almost as an answer to her unspoken wish, there was Nabiki with another bucket of water, and Akane felt the cold water flowing all over her, Kasumi, and her rapist, who was suddenly shrinking in size and growing lighter.
For the second time that morning Ranma again found himself to be female. No! Akane, I love her, I need you, I want you, I know you want it, too..... ran through the distressed girl's mind. Her hands still fondled Akane's body, her hips now "Humping" against Akane's upper leg as she somehow seemed to imagine a certain critical missing part was still there. Suddenly Nabiki's arm hooked around Ranma's neck, and with a strength she didn't know she had, she pulled the offending girl off of Akane and Kasumi. As the lip lock that Ranma had maintained on Akane broke, she spat fully in Ranma's face.
"You bastard!" Shrieked Akane. "I hate YOU!" She yelled as she clenched her arms protectively across her chest and groin.
"NO! Please Akane, my iinazuke, I love you" Pleaded Ranma as she tried to pull away from Nabiki's firm hold.
"YOU BASTARD! I HATE YOU!" Repeated Akane. "I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN."
Nabiki somehow managed to drag the struggling Ranma-chan out of the room. "You heard Akane, WHY DON'T YOU GO OFF AND DIE SOMEWHERE!" Nabiki cried out, as she suddenly pushed Ranma headfirst back into the guestroom and slammed the door shut with a very solid, satisfying thud. Nabiki was thankful that the bedrooms of the ancestral home of the Tendo Clan had solid wood doors and walls, and not the light rice paper ones now common in most modern Japanese dwellings.
Looking around she spied the wooden wedge used to hold the door open and jammed it under the shut door, effectively sealing Ranma-chan inside. Maybe I should nail it shut? As Nabiki tested the door, No this should hold, let's see- I better turn off the gas and drain the hot water. I know Ranma could break through this door if she really wanted to, and she is just too dangerous in her male form!
Imprisoned inside the guestroom, Ranma laid huddled in the middle of the floor Why did they stop us, we love each other, we need each other, this is what we want! But even as these thoughts reeled through Ranma's mind, the female perspective and emotions that came with her cursed form made her start to re-evaluate her actions, and her mind began to clear. Now that she was again a girl, the severe sexual lust for Akane had diminished, although her need just to be with her, to please her, had not. The thought of her fiancee almost galvanized Ranma to try and return to her once more, but at the same time it also caused Akane's last words to finally register in Ranma's mind.
'YOU BASTARD! I HATE YOU! I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!' echoed in her mind. Akane? Hates me?, doesn't want me? wondered the stricken girl. We love each other, we need each other, we want ta fuc**......??! again Ranma-chan's mind filled with circular logic. The thought suddenly trailing off. We rarely even kiss, recalled Ranma as her mental facilities continued to clear.
Why? We want ta! We both, ....no, wait, NOT we, I! I wanted ta....? This thought shocked Ranma to the very core of her being. Her sense of honor, her masculine pride, and chivalrous nature made the idea of what 'he' had been attempting to do abhorrent to her very soul. This was something she thought herself impossible of even contemplating, let alone attempting, as a girl or boy. I was RAPING....?! Her mind overloaded as yet another thing happen that Ranma thought impossible for him or her: She fainted.
End Part One